Ben Richards
[Talking Roberts in an alley over burning oil drum]
Hey, brother. I need to get off to street.
Roberts
Oh, yeah?
Ben Richards
I'm lookin' for a place to rack out for the month.
Roberts
Mm-hmm.
Ben Richards
Off net, if you know what I mean.
Roberts
Oh, is that so? I'll give you a hundo new for your room and another hundo for your jacket.
Ben Richards
A deuce hundo for this rat-ass jacket in that rat-ass room?
Roberts
Fella, you need to get to Jamaica Plain, pick up your head meds.
Ben Richards
Come on.
Roberts
[Ben flashes cash]
Put that shit away. What are you, trying to get us killed? [Ben lifts up boonie hat] Let me see your face. Where'd you deploy?
Ben Richards
Alaska. Ate shrapnel.
Roberts
You ain't seen combat. But I reckon it ain't stolen, Vala, if you paid me for it. [They exchange goods and payment]
Ben Richards
Thanks.
